Vay.kay.shun

9 days.
3 states.
5 different places to sleep.
32 relatives seen.
15 different desserts.
9 bridesmaids.
3 date nights.
1 blow out.

We are back from vacation. We are exhausted. We had SO.MUCH.FUN.
We need another vacation. More soon.

Operation Poop

About a month ago Addy struggled with a poop. So much so that she starting crying and was clearly in some pain. Ever since then, Addy has been trying to hold back her poops and she struggles every time. We've tried adjusting her foods, giving her more fruits and vegetables and prune juice, but nothing seemed to help. So today, we took her to the doctor who instructed us to start "Operation Poop." This entails miralax, probiotics, fluids and lots of runny diapers in our future. The idea is to erase any memory Addy has of painful pooping so she won't have issues going forward, and won't be afraid when the real potty training begins. I know things could be worse, but we're not really looking forward to this assignment. Hopefully, it will work because the poor girl has really been suffering lately and it breaks my heart to see her like this.

Broccoli for Breakfast?

Usually in the morning while Addy is eating her breakfast I am getting things ready for the day, including my lunch. The other morning I was packing my lunch and Addy saw the broccoli salad and would not stop asking for some. I figured she wouldn't really want to eat any, but sure enough she ate everything I gave her and could not have been happier. There is no doubt this girl is her father's daughter.

Transitions

Every day when I come home from work, I can usually gauge how the evening will go within the first 5 seconds of walking in the door. If I don't hear any screams, it means Addy is happy and it's usually a good evening. If Addy is crying, it's usually an indication that it will be a stressful evening. Sometimes Addy is super excited to see me and sometimes I don't get the best reception. The other day I got the best response I could have asked for and it was before I even got to the house. Brian and Addy walked up the street to meet me at the light rail. Addy could see me from across the street and literally starting bouncing and waving and shaking. It was about the cutest thing ever, and I could hear her saying "mama, mama, mama." I can't think of a better way to transition from work to home. If only she could be that happy to see me every day.

Day at the Doctor

Today was a busy day for Miss Adelyn. After a couple of hours at daycare I picked her up and took her to the doctor. First she had a hearing test with an audiologist to make sure she doesn't have any hearing issues or ear issues from her previous multiple ear infections. Everything came out fine and as usual she was a very good patient. She let her look in her ears and followed the sounds, it was actually pretty cute. Then we met the with ENT doctor to discuss the pros and cons of having tubes put in. Addy is borderline when it comes to the number of ear infections she's had compared to her age, unfortunately there is no magic formula for us to determine what we should do next, so we're still debating. But that wasn't the end of Addy's day, we then headed to the dentist. I had an appointment anyway so they said to go ahead and bring her in. All I can say is huge waste of time. She sat in the chair, they showed her some of the tools and didn't even looked at her teeth. They said they just wanted her to get used to sitting in the chair so she's not scared the next time she goes in. Given that they didn't even see her teeth and I don't think she'll remember this visit, I'm pretty sure it wasn't worth it. At least she got a toothbrush and book out of it. Well deserved after her big day.

A Masterpiece

Adelyn has developed a new love for drawing and recently we've gotten to see more of her creative side from daycare. We got tons and tons of pictures that she made- crayons, paint, paper- no end to her inspiration. She gets to cut with scissors and glue stuff and play with playdo. Here's just a small sampling of her current portfolio.

21 months

Addy is just 3 months away from being a two year old! It doesn't seem possible other than it does feel like the terrible two's are here. I affectionately like to say that Addy is a schizophrenic. She is completely unpredictable from one moment to the next and one day to another. Something she loves today she hates tomorrow and she will literally cry and laugh at the same time. It's entertaining and exhausting and a test of patience I never could have imagined. She definitely has opinions about things, I'd say her three strongest opinions revolve around socks or no socks (changes by the minute), which shoes to wear (anything but what mom picks out) and whether or not she's done eating (most of the time we really aren't sure). If you take away her food before she's done she goes crazy, but if you offer her more food when she actually is done, she goes just as crazy, and I mean that is the best possible way.

Here's a photo roller coaster ride of the emotions of Adelyn over the course of about three minutes.